Tag Archives: Bohemian

My hand is on the wheel, foot on the gas
Going fast fast fast
You’re my fifth gear,
my forward
My flash through the streets
As I’m holding your hand tight
smiling at the speed that
life careens us past
Laughing, loving, and challenging
all the curves.
You’re my girl, my forever future
The woman I call mine
And you know I’m all yours
Pedal to the floor…
So roll down that window and
Let me see that long red hair flying
free down the avenue
Cuz No worries gonna
Find us at the speed
We’re going
No problems gonna
Catch the two of
Us as you sit next to
Me as we coast
The day away
So lean in and give me
That sweet kiss
And we’ll
Let the dust kick up
Behind us
Leaving it all gone
to be lost
Without a care
In a thing called
When.

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